"Skin Coffin" lyrics
"Skin Coffin"
Lying there, I give you thanks for your skin
Now yours was not a wasted life
I compare your pelt to the rest
Oh, such a fruitful night
"I am not a believer in your pop religions
I have found my saviour, and he speaks within me"
In the, darkness, humans indecipherable, it helps my cause
Death - once haunted me
Death - it raped my life - thoughts of it strangled me
Now - I've seen the light
Now - the "lord" decides - he told me the secret of "life...
Life!...
Skin coffin - wrapped in skin, freed of sin
Skin coffin - my life is saved by the human dermis
Skin coffin - I shall be eternal
I have nightly missions
Must complete my coffin
Sewing skin in daytime
And removing the hair
Night is fast approaching
Now I must make haste
Take my hooks and cleavers
And my knives and scissors
In a surgery bag
Leave my morbid workshop
I like them young, around twenty years old
More flesh - less time
Follow them to their home (if alone) their skin so ripe
Give them time to settle in then I strike
Door unlocked see their face look up in painful fright
Hook through the head, wait for death, and then I start to slice
Twitching - each time I hit a nerve
I'm tearing - through flesh
Bleeding - the blood it lubricates my knife
My knife!...
Body stripped, flesh bagged up, onto another strike
Strike!...
And so each time mortal fear subsides
As I know I'm going to be here for all time
For to die in my coffin will eternalize life
Reborn - in skin - to live - forever!
Writer(s): 0, David Haley
- AZLyrics
- P
- Psycroptic Lyrics
album:
"The Scepter Of The Ancients" (2003)
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